MadLoving

by N. J. Walters

  He pushed back his chair, stood and slowly made his way to her side. “My father always said I’d know the right woman when I met her.” He reached out and took her hand. “I never believed him.” He pulled her to her feet. “Then I met you.”

  Nevar kissed her then. Or maybe she kissed him. They met halfway, each of them reaching for the other. His hands stroked over her back as he pulled her closer. Their lips melded. He tasted like the tea, but beneath it was the hot pulse of male.

  Allison went up on her toes, wanting to get closer. Maybe she was a fool for putting her heart on the line so quickly for a man she’d just met, but she’d be a bigger fool if she didn’t give them a chance.

  She felt more for Nevar than she ever had for Bradley, so obviously the quality of her previous relationship had been seriously lacking.

  Nevar slid his tongue into her mouth, teasing hers until she stroked back. He groaned and she felt the hot pulse of his cock against her belly. Her pussy clenched in response and she creamed her panties.

  She’d never reacted so quickly to a man as she did to Nevar. He was special.

  Nevar knew he had to slow things down. He had a plan. First he had to sit with her and talk over tea until she realized he was serious about pursing their relationship. Check. Next, he wanted to dance with her, woo her. He’d already rushed her to bed, causing her to run from him. He needed to slow things down and make her see there was more to what was between them than just sex.

  Not that the sex wasn’t spectacular. His cock flexed in agreement, shoving harder against the zipper of his jeans. He ignored the smaller head in favor of the larger one. This was too important to him to fuck up by rushing Allison.

  He broke the kiss, hating to leave her sweet lips. But he kept his eye on the prize—Allison in his life permanently.

  “Let’s dance.”

  “What?” She seemed slightly dazed, her eyes glazed with passion and her chest rising and falling rapidly as she sucked in air. Her lips were moist and he groaned and looked away before he yanked her into his arms and kissed her again.

  “Dance with me.” He picked up the remote from the table and turned on the music he’d programmed. Soft, jazzy music flowed from the speakers. He took Allison’s hand and began to sway.

  She moved closer and the corners of her mouth turned up in a sensual smile that had his balls clenching. He cupped her hip with his free hand and eased her closer. She placed a hand on his chest and he knew she could feel the heavy thud of his heart beneath his shirt.

  “Not that I’m not enjoying this, but why are we having tea and dancing?” He could see the myriad questions in her eyes. This wasn’t exactly going as he’d planned.

  Nevar sighed. “I want you to understand that what’s between us is more than just sex. Last night was too much too fast and it frightened you.” He stopped dancing and cupped her face. “I never want you to run from me again.” Remembered pain stabbed him. “We can take things as slow as you need.” Even if it killed him.

  Allison could only stare in wonder at Nevar. He truly meant it. Her leaving had also hurt him more than she ever could have believed. It was in his eyes when he spoke of her running out on him this morning.

  “I’m sorry I left so suddenly. I just needed some time. Like you said, it all happened so fast.” That was putting it mildly. They’d gone from meeting to bed in a matter of about an hour. And any sane woman would be a little scared of the intensity of their lovemaking.

  Nevar nodded. “I understand.” He kissed her nose, her cheekbones and her lips. Soft, butterfly kisses that were meant to be reassuring but which fired her libido instead. “We can take things slowly. I want you to give us a chance.”

  And what did she want? Did she want to go back to her safe life where she was content but no more than that? She deserved more. She deserved passion and fire and love. She deserved tea parties in the afternoon and dancing.

  And what did Nevar deserve?

  Honesty.

  “I want to give us a chance too.” Because if she didn’t, she’d always regret it. There was something between them, something that made the air around them sizzle with energy.

  His slow smile made her nipples tighten. Holy hell, the man should come with a warning label—may spontaneously orgasm on sight. Because she was pretty close. With his raven-black hair falling to his shoulders of his tight T-shirt and the way his jeans clung to his thighs and cupped his cock, Nevar was the sexiest man she’d ever laid eyes on.

  The music played on. Nevar put one hand on her hip, took one of her hands in his and began to sway to the pulsing rhythm. Each brush of their bodies made her skin tighten. Her nipples were standing at attention and her pussy ached to be filled.

  Nevar was obviously turned on too. There was no mistaking the hard ridge pressed against her for anything other than an erection.

  Her body knew what it wanted and so did she. Nevar might be willing to go slow, but she wasn’t. Now that she was sure of both their intentions, she didn’t want to wait. She wanted to reclaim the glorious sensations of the night before.

  Maybe it wouldn’t live up to the memories of last night. Maybe it would be even better. Either way she wanted to find out and she wanted to find out now.

  She’d almost always taken a backseat in her relationships with men, letting them set the pace. Now it was her turn to take the lead.

  Allison slid her hands over his taut chest, feeling the muscles jump beneath the thin cotton of his shirt. She kept going higher, spearing her fingers through his soft, silky hair. His eyes burned with passion and need. For her. Was there any bigger aphrodisiac for a woman than a strong man burning to have her?

  If there was, Allison didn’t know what it could be.

  She pulled his head down, ignoring the harsh whisper of her name that fell from his lips just before she claimed him.

  Heat slammed into her with the force of a hurricane. This was what she wanted, what she needed. And this is what she was going to have.

  Nevar thought his dick might explode when Allison rubbed her hands over his chest. But that was nothing compared to how he felt when she slid her fingers into his hair and pulled his mouth down to hers.

  How could a man resist such honest passion? He couldn’t. Nevar kissed her back, tasting the heat of her mouth, the sweetness of her lips.

  He placed a string of hot, open-mouthed kisses down her slender neck. “Are you sure?” He didn’t want her to have any second thoughts or regrets. Not this time.

  “I’m very sure.” The husky purr in her voice pushed him over the edge. The lady knew what she wanted and he always tried to please a lady, especially when she was his lady.

  He gripped her ass in his hands and rubbed her pelvis against his. Damn, she practically set him on fire and they were both still fully dressed. He slowly danced her in a circle, their lower bodies connected the entire time.

  The throbbing in his dick was at an all-time high.

  He kissed her again, loving the way she responded. Allison held nothing back, giving him everything he wanted. He kept one eye open as he maneuvered them toward the hallway. He wanted to simply pick her up and carry her upstairs to his bed, but he honestly didn’t think he’d make it that far.

  She slipped her hands under his shirt, stroking his skin. He groaned and she laughed.

  Two could play that game.

  He slid her top up, pushing under it until his hands made contact with her breasts. Now it was her turn to groan. Her nipples pebbled against the lacy fabric of her bra. He pushed one of the delicate cups down until he was touching the hard nub with the tip of his finger.

  She made a sound that was almost a purr. It made his balls constrict.

  He shoved her against the wall and yanked her top higher, dragging it over her head. There was enough light here at the end of the hallway for him to see her pale flesh. Reverently, he peeled the straps of her bra down, exposing both breasts to his view.

  “Exquisite,” he murmured. He leaned d
own and dragged his tongue over one aroused nipple before moving over and doing the same with the other. “Sweet.”

  She tugged at his T-shirt. “Off. I want it off.” There was an edge to her words that told him she was as far gone as he was. He pulled back long enough to yank his shirt over his head and toss it over his shoulder.

  “Mmm.” Allison ran her hands over his shoulders and chest, her thumbs flicking over his flat nipples.

  He grabbed her hands and anchored them over her head. When her bare back hit the cool wood, she arched slightly, pushing her breasts higher. He captured one ripe bud in his mouth and sucked.

  Allison responded by hooking her right leg over his hip and rubbing her jean-clad pussy against his cock.

  Nevar had to get inside her. Now.

  There was no time for finesse or seduction. That would have to come later. He tore at the snap and zipper of her jeans until they were undone. He shoved his hands inside and pushed them done around her thighs, all the while praying she was ready for him, because he couldn’t wait much longer.

  He tested between her thighs, his fingers exploring her pussy, finding her wet and hot. He almost lost his mind.

  Nevar spun her around until she was facing away from him. “Put your hands on the wall.” She did as he asked, her fingers curling slightly against the wooden panel.

  He had his jeans open and a condom rolled on his cock in record time. He had to get inside her. “Lean forward, baby.” He pulled her lower body slightly away from the wall and used his foot to widen her stance as far as it would go with her jeans around her knees.

  He guided his cock toward her pussy, found her wet slit and pushed. It was a tight fit at this angle and she wrapped around him like a wet leather glove. He closed his eyes, gritted his teeth and prayed for control.

  Allison panted heavily. She was still partially dressed, her jeans and panties around her knees and her bra shoved down to just below her breasts. Only her top was gone, but she felt exposed. They were in his bar, a public place. And though it was closed there was always the possibility his brother or an employee might walk in.

  She didn’t care. Not when Nevar filled her with his cock, stretching her in the most wonderful way. She hadn’t thought they’d get sexual again so quickly. But when the two of them were in the same room together the chemistry was explosive.

  She wanted this, wanted him.

  He slid his hands up her sides and around to her front, stopping at her breasts. He cupped them and teased her distended nipples until she moaned. Who knew her nipples were so sensitive? She certainly hadn’t. They never had been that way before. But everything was different with Nevar.

  She felt his breath on her nape of her neck, hot and heavy. Then he kissed the curve of her shoulder, using his teeth to tease the sensitive flesh. She groaned and her inner muscles tightened around his erection. He swore and began to flex his hips, withdrawing a few inches before driving home again.

  One of his hands slid down her torso, over her stomach and between her thighs. She caught her breath in anticipation as he slid one finger over her swollen clit. Her entire body clenched.

  Nevar fucked her, his strokes hard and fast. She pushed back against him with each thrust, wanting him deeper and harder. The slap of their skin and their gasps mixed with the music still playing through the speakers.

  “Come for me, Allison.” He flicked his finger over her clit and pumped his cock into her pussy. His breathing was labored and she felt his shaft swell.

  “Nevar.” She cried his name as she came. It was only last night they’d had sex but it seemed a lifetime ago. His cock swelled and pulsed deep inside her, setting off another round of mini-explosions. She gave a long cry and collapsed against the wall, resting her cheek against the cool wood.

  “So fucking good,” he muttered, his voice almost guttural. He thrust several more times and then leaned heavily against her. His chest pushed her upper body into the wall, squashing her breasts against it in the process.

  The music suddenly stopped and there was only the sound of their heavy breathing. Nevar kissed the side of her neck and her bare shoulder before withdrawing. She shuddered as he pulled his cock out, his shaft lightly abrading the sensitive tissue of her pussy.

  “That got out of hand.” She turned her head slightly and watched him drag his hand through his hair, mussing the soft, black silk.

  “You think so?” she replied and got a wicked grin from him.

  “It’s not what I’d planned, but I can live with it.” He pulled a tissue out of his pocket and dealt with the used condom.

  She laughed and reached down to pull her pants up. She almost had them in place when a door opened and a male voice called out. “Nevar. I’ve got a delivery coming in ten minutes.”

  Allison dove for the floor and grabbed her top, holding it against her chest. Nevar hustled her into an office. “Okay, Rabb,” he called out before he shut the office door.

  They looked at one another and one corner of his mouth kicked up in that grin she loved so much. Then he began to chuckle. He was naked from the waist up and looked totally debauched and she knew she looked no better.

  He dropped a kiss on her lips and nuzzled her nose. “That was intense.”

  It certainly was, but she was finding that’s how things were when they were together. She straightened her bra and slipped on her tunic, tugging it into place. She was just finished when a heavy knock came on the door.

  “What?” Nevar called out.

  The door opened but no one entered. Instead Rabb stuck his arm through the door, a brown T-shirt dangling from his fingers. “Thought you might need this.”

  Nevar grabbed it and laughed. “I don’t know whether I should thank you or punch you.”

  There was a pause. “While you’re deciding, I’ll be taking that delivery.” The hand withdrew and the door closed.

  She couldn’t help it. Allison burst out laughing. The situation was so ridiculous. Maybe she should have been embarrassed. After all, his brother had almost caught them having sex in the club. But all she felt was humor.

  Nevar pulled her against him and hugged her. It felt right and natural to slip her arms around his waist. “Let’s get your purse and take this upstairs.”

  Chapter Eight

  In the end, it took them a little longer to make their way upstairs to Nevar’s apartment. Not wanting to waste the lovely treats on the table, she piled them onto a tray for them to carry upstairs. Nevar rinsed the delicate cups and teapot, storing everything in a box, which he put in his office for safekeeping. With the two of them working side-by-side it didn’t take long for the club to be put back to normal.

  Allison stared at the now-empty space in the middle of the dance floor and knew she’d never forget this day. It was special. Nevar was special.

  “Ready?” He lifted the tray like a pro and put his free hand on the small of her back.

  She hooked her purse over her shoulder and smiled at him. “Yes. I’m ready.”

  They’d almost reached the door that led to the family apartments when Rabb appeared. He winked at her before turning a dark scowl on his brother. “Guess this means I’ll be running the place by myself again tonight.”

  “I guess it does,” Nevar returned, seemingly unconcerned. “Call in extra staff if you need them.”

  Rabb laughed. “Good enough.” He reached out and startled her by pulling her into his massive arms for a quick hug. “Go easy on him. His heart is delicate.” He whispered the last in her ear so only she could hear him.

  Nevar had a wonderful brother. He seemed big and gruff, but he really was a very nice man, even if his sense of humor was a little skewed. She knew she’d always remember his arm poking through the open door with Nevar’s T-shirt dangling from his fingers.

  Impulsively, she hugged him back and reassured him. “I will.”

  “You two have fun now.” Rabb slapped his brother on the back. A lesser man might have taken a header, but Nevar simply look
ed amused. They teased one another much like her own brothers did.

  Nevar motioned to the door and she opened it, holding it until he came through with the tray still in his hands. When the door was closed, he set the locks. Then he motioned to the stairwell with a tilt of his head. “Lead the way.”

  Allison went up, her body still humming from the orgasm she’d just had. It seemed they were going to spend the rest of the day together since Nevar had basically just given himself the night off from work. She was looking forward to the evening. They’d talk, maybe make some dinner and, if she didn’t miss her guess, they’d be making love again.

  She practically danced up the stairs, feeling as light as a feather. She glanced over her shoulder and caught him staring at her butt. He shrugged, totally unrepentant, and she laughed. He really was a pirate.

  They’d reached the second landing when a door opened and an older woman stepped out. She took one look at them and smiled.

  Allison stopped dead in her tracks. This was Nevar’s mother. There was absolutely no doubt. She had the same black, silky hair and dark eyes. She was dressed in a three-quarter-length dress the color of summer grass. But it was the hat on her head that caught Allison’s attention. It was straw with a combination of flowers around the band and reminded her of something from the nineteen-twenties. It looked summery and sophisticated at once.

  “Hi, Mom.” Nevar eased past her and bent to kiss his mother on the cheek. He turned back to her. “Mom, this is Allison Lewis. Allison, this is my mother, Irene Hatter.”

  Allison thrust out her hand. “It’s so nice to meet you, Mrs. Hatter.”

  The older woman’s eyes twinkled. “Call me Irene.” She took Allison’s hand and squeezed it. “I have a feeling we’ll be seeing a lot more of one another.”

  Irene turned back to Nevar. “What happened with your lovely tea party?”

  Nevar shifted the tray in his hands. “Rabb had to take an unexpected shipment. I have your tea set down in the office.”